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Never knew about this, is this the correct news or something fake like before?
Originally posted by: IshqaanxMoran
Never knew about this, is this the correct news or something fake like before?
Fake hai😂😂
Trp pata nahi kitne months se 0.6 hai or unhone o.4 likhi hai🙄
Originally posted by: NoeticLife
"Janaab", Faizi pounded on the door, the academy in mourning silence around him. "Karan!"
"Faizi, mera baat karne ka bilkul mood nahi hai", he snapped back. "Chala jaa."
Karan stared at the picture, silent tears tracing down his face. He wiped them angrily, fed up of the seemingly endless tears.
'Karan, yeh tere bhai Param ki request nahi hai.'
'Kuch bhi ho jaaye, tu waapas nahi aayega, Karan.'
'Nahi, nahi, nahi! Yeh nahi ho sakta! Karan, tu... tu toh tha uske saath. Param ko kuch nahi hua, na? Tu jhooth bol raha hai, na? Mazaak hai, na, yeh? Bol, na, Karan!'
He snarled in frustration, hitting the desk harshly.
'Bhaiya! Main aapse better solider banooga! Dekh lena.'
'Shoes ke laces toh baandna seekh le pehle, gadhe.'
He looked at his untied laces, before looking up at his older brother, who was combing his hair, both in school uniform. He lifted his legs, staring at him hopefully. 'Ek aur baar bataana, kaise baandhte hain.'
He sighed, shaking his head. He knelt down, patiently teaching him how to tie his shoes, for the hundredth time.Sobs racked his body and he slid to the ground, his chest tightening uncomfortably. A scream bubbled in his throat, and he pulled at his hair. It hurt. It hurt so much!
"Bhaiya", he sobbed. He stared at the picture of the two of them, vision blurring from the tears. "Bhaiya, I am sorry. Main aapko bacha nahi paaya. Aap better soldier ho, please waapas aa jao. I promise, main aapki har baat maanooga. I promise. Please waapas aa jao. Main aapke bina nahi reh sakta."
A knock sounded on the door. "Karan", Faizi called.
"Jaa, na, Faizi!" He screamed, clutching the nearest thing which happened to be a paperweight, throwing it across the room at the door. It clanked harshly, a dent appearing on the frame, before it fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
He tilted his head back, resting it on the wall, as sobs racked his body. His chest tightened uncomfortably, a painful lump in his throat, and he screamed. The pain didn't ease. He screamed again, screaming till he couldn't hear his own voice, silent sobs taking over them.
'Tum log andar kaise phase?' Colonel Batra asked.
'They're drunk', a doctor declared, finishing checking over them.
'Yeh nashe mein the, galti se border cross liya', one's father said. Karan's fists clenched. 'Inko punishment mil gayi hai. Le dekar baat khatam karte hain?'
His temper broke, and he crossed the room, clutching his collar and slamming him into a wall. 'Inki wajah se mera bhai shaheed ho gaya hai.'
'We're sorry, but tum logon ke liye toh yeh honor ki baat hai, na?' One of them asked. 'Humne honor dilaa diya tumhe.' He chuckled.
Karan wrapped his hand around his throat, snarling as his fists found him over and over again. Arms pulled him back, and he screamed in his face, fighting against them. 'Tumhaari wajah se mera bhai mar gaya, and tumhe farak hi nahi padta', he screamed.
'Karan! Karan!' A voice screamed.
'Shergill', Colonel Batra said, standing in front of them. 'Main samajhta hoon tumhaari feelings, par this is not the solution.'
'Iss baat ka koi solution hai hi nahi!' He screamed. 'My brother's dead, aur sab inki galti hai. You selfish brats!'Karan's jaw clenched. "Tum logon ki wajah se mere bhaiya shaheed ho gaye. Zindagi mein sab kuch itni asaani se mila hai ki kisi ki jaan tak ki parwaah nahi. Ameerzaade.'
The door burst open, and his jaw clenched in irritation as he saw Faizi.
"Faizi, yaar, samajh nahi aata tujhe", he said, his voice hoarse from all the screaming. "Akela chodh de mujhe!"
"Haath dekho tum apna", he snapped back. He lifted it, and Karan stared at the blood dripping down his palm. Blood was on the floor around him, and it was then, he realized he had been hitting it in anger.
He deserved it. He couldn't save his brother. He deserved it. He deserved it!
"Deserve karta hoon main yeh", he said, ripping his hand away from his grip. His throat burned with exertion, stinging and he welcomed the pain. "Bhaiya ko main nahi bacha paaya."
"Tumhaari galti nahi hai, Karan", Faizi said. "Tumhaari koi galti nahi hai. Bina galti ke khud ko sazaa mat do."
"Sazaa toh mil chuki hai. Bhaiya... Faizi, wo mujhe hamesha ke liye chhod kar chale gaye", he sobbed, throwing himself in his arms, and his best friend wrapped his arms around him, rubbing his back. "Wo hamesha ke liye chale gaye. Bhaiya chale gaye. Wo mujhe chhodkar chale gaye."
He was dead.
He was gone. Forever.
And he had to live the rest of his life without him.
Heartwrenching shot! The last few lines hit hard and the dialogues are beautifully penned down❤️
Don't underestimate yourself, you're really good at this!
Originally posted by: Rani_Sahiba
Fake hai😂😂
Trp pata nahi kitne months se 0.6 hai or unhone o.4 likhi hai🙄
Oh, okay... I too suspected the TRP thing, hence the confusion. Anyways, high time for them to pick up again! ❤️
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